Words that really touched me

My friend, Marsi, who I have a lot in common with, recently wrote this poem.  I just have to share this with you.  Her words really touched me.  I remember my first shower after my mastectomy and her poem took me back to that moment in time.

Nearly Perfect,
Shower after 12 days of not.
The water hitting my skin,
So steamy and hot.

Undressing carefully,
Recognizing my scar.

Air hitting virgin skin,
Only partially marred.

Breast gone.

Matches right side.

Bravery, not so.

Cancer abide.

Stepping into the water,
Refreshing and scary.

Would it hurt, not sure,
Excusingly sparing.

Routinely lathering,
Not reaching, needing care.

Tender touch to rescue,
Holding hand, tears fair.

Not bothered by scar,
Emotions abound.

Needing that hand,
And the kiss that I found.

Hot water renewing,
Strength coming back.

Cancer is gone,
So different, the track.

Learning so much,
Unrecognizably so.

Needing so much,
OK to let go.

~Marsi White

Thank you Marsi for allowing me to post your poem.  I love it.  I'm sure many women, just like you and me, will find comfort in your poem.

Love,
Nancy